Need An Energy Boost?

November 26, 2016

When at home and needing it, I start playing with clothes. Needing it -> energy. Playing with clothes -> mixing items and dance. Like today, for instance. Saturday, let’s say.

Although I often do it – without intention – on weekdays, in the morning, when wandering naked between my closet and his (because yo never know), upon deciding what the f to wear. Sometimes it gives me energy and I dance, other times anxiety and I want to hide under a blanket all day.

Curiously, have you noticed how the best outfits, usually, come out when very quickly decided and based on intuition only? One of both the best and worst decisions ever. So if we already had this clarified, why do we still need to see our clothes flying through thin air from wardrobes to bed, from our body to floor and back, back and forth, back and forth?

Because we like to fly and clothes for the mood they can get us in or out. So when we don’t know how the f we feel, we expect clothes not only to figure us out, but also mix in the best way and make us dance. And they do.

However, yes! I also do it just for a boost, not just out of the necessity to not go naked in the streets.

And when my closet (and his! “grin emoji”) is not enough, I go shopping. As in go to shops I like and play: mix clothes, take pictures, laugh at the situation and only then I might be done and ready to have a super day. Or night. Saturday night.


So what is your fetish?

What? I love clothes and things they do to you. They hug you all day (or night) long, that must mean something, no?

Today was RO LAND‘s turn, in Marriott Bucharest Grand Hotel. I know my clothes (and his muhaha) from back home, but when suddenly confronted with a whole new variety of pieces in front of me, my eyes goggle, roll, wink, sparkle and I started to run like a mad one through hotel’s hallways and someone, accidentally, took shots of it.

Basically, all we did was just run away from the security. These adrenaline seekers… They’re so weird. And mad. Even with no hats on.

Jk. About the security.

Hello, security! Wink.













So it’s either all of the above or, you know, going to dance with these below.

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